In the bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moan Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone Snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow In the bleak midwinter, long ago Our God, heaven can't hold him, nor earth sustain Heaven and earth shall flee away when he comes to reign In the bleak midwinter a stable place sufficed Lord God Almighty, Jesus Christ Angels and archangels may have gathered there Cherubim and seraphim thronged the air But his mother only, in her maiden bliss Worshiped the beloved her angel kiss What can I give him, poor as I am? If I were a shepherd, I would bring a lamb If I were a Wise Man, I would do my, my part What I can I give him I can give my heart I can give my heart I can give my heart